"Trash!"
"Hey!"
"Couldn't even stop Wang Chuan! Useless!"
"..."
"If Li Er were here, Wang Chuan wouldn't have been able to step out from the Wuyou Immortal Tomb, let alone stand before me! Chen Zhixing, you're worthless!"
"Yes, yes, I'm useless, I'm useless. If it weren't for me, you would have showcased your might and triumphed over two opponents today. It's my fault, my apologies, I'll make sure not to delay your matters next time, find someone else to help you."
Chen Zhixing was not inclined to indulge the kid; he owed Yimiao nothing. He helped purely out of goodwill, not to be subjected to Yimiao's complaints.
Then....
Yimiao squinted her eyes: "Hmm? Are you calling me old?"
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
The atmosphere became awkward.
Chen Zhixing remained unfazed, showing no regard for Yimiao's feelings.
Seeing this, Yimiao couldn't sit still, stood up and left.
Before leaving, she threw a fierce remark at Chen Zhixing.
"You'll be begging me someday!"
